A few days later.
Maid No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 knelt before Lumiere with nervous expressions.
Lumiere let out a hollow laugh.
The âsincerityâ they had brought was nowhere near what she had expected.
âIâm pretty sure I told you to show me some sincerity.â
No. 1 offered an excuse apologetically.
âYour Highness, how could we possibly take your words lightly? Itâs just that the amount of money we can prepare immediately is limitedâŚâ
âThatâs your problem.â
They had been siphoning off money for years, yet they were offering her barely one monthâs salary?
And all three of them had brought exactly the same amount, as if they had planned it together.
Perhaps they thought that if they did this, she would let all three of them go.
But a conspiracy always fell apart the moment one side broke their agreement.
Lumiere set down the jingling pouch and said to No. 1,
âOut of the three of you, your sincerity is the most acceptable.â
âPardonâŚ?â
âEven though it doesnât meet my expectations, I did give you my word, so I have no choice.â
âWhat do you mean by that, Your HighnessâŚ?â
âYou may remain in the Imperial Palace. But Iâll take the other two to the Grand Duchy, so pack your belongings.â
For a moment, the atmosphere inside the room subtly changed.
No. 2âs gaze slowly shifted toward No. 1.
They had definitely offered the same amount, so why?
No. 3 also glanced sideways at No. 1 with a stiff expression.
Meanwhile, No. 1 merely moved her lips, looking as though she had no idea what was happening.
âY-Your Highness, there seems to be some misunderstanding. Surely the sincerity of all three of us was similarâŚâ
âAnd how do you know whether your sincerity was the same? Did you perhaps coordinate your answers beforehand?â
ââŚâŚ!â
No. 1 froze, unable to find anything to say.
The other two, who had been watching the situation carefully, hurriedly prostrated themselves.
âY-Your Highness, weâll somehow come up with the remaining amount!â
âI-Iâve already sent a letter to my family. If you could just wait a few more daysâŚâ
Forget their agreementâthey were already scrambling to save themselves.
To think I had suffered humiliation at the hands of people like these.
Lumiere let out another hollow laugh and entered the bedroom.
Click.
After closing the door, she quietly pressed her ear against it.
Soon, she could hear the three women arguing.
âHow much more did you offer?â
âI donât know! I really paid exactly what we agreed on.â
âYou expect me to believe that?â
âThen what? Shall we go ask Her Highness? We can find out whose word is true.â
âYou reallyâŚ!â
Just as she had expected, the close relationship they had maintained until recently had begun to crack.
Now all I have to do is wait.
The three women, desperate to survive, would frantically bring her more and more money.
Imagining the pouch that would soon become considerably heavier, the corners of Lumiereâs lips curved into a pleased smile.
The Wiezer Empire, the Emperorâs Office.
A man with blond hair, blue eyes, and an impressive physique, yet possessing an utterly vile-looking face, let out a baffled scoff.
Tainer von Wiezer.
âThe Grand Duke will arrive in the capital soon?â
âYes, Your Majesty.â
âHeâs actually coming all this way himself to take that wretch with him? How absurd.â
âPerhaps heâs worried that Her Highness the Princess might run away?â
âThey say women keep running away the moment a marriage proposal is made to them. Tsk, tsk.â
The princess herself had even attempted to poison herself, saying she would rather die than marry a barbarian, so it wasnât entirely surprising that he had come to retrieve her personally.
âThe day the black hawk of the North spreads its wings, a shadow will fall upon the sun.â
The thought of that ominous nonsense made him uneasy about mixing the blood of the Imperial Family with the blood of barbarians, but there was nothing he could do.
No one was willing to take that girl because of the scandal she had caused.
âWhat about that girl? Surely she isnât making another fuss about wanting to die?â
âNo, Your Majesty. She has remained quiet ever since she woke up.â
âThatâs a relief.â
After everything she had done to bring shame upon the Imperial Family, she deserved to pay the price.
It would be troublesome if she died without having been of any use whatsoever.
âMake sure this news is kept completely secret so that the princess doesnât do anything foolish. And once the Grand Duke arrives, bring her straight to the throne room.â
âI will do so.â
âOh, and have the Trobitan Duke summoned to the Imperial Palace that day.â
âPardonâŚ?â
Why summon him when the princessâs desperate feelings for him were already widely known?
The attendantâs eyes wavered in confusion, and the Emperor twisted his lips into a sneer.
âEven if she is the shame of the Imperial Family, she is still my only younger sister. I should at least give her one final opportunity to meet her first love, shouldnât I?â
âOf course, Your Majesty. If Her Highness learns of Your Majestyâs profound consideration, she will surely be overwhelmed by your grace.â
âIndeed. She should be.â
A vulgar malice surfaced in the Emperorâs blue eyes.
The nonsense uttered by that lowly dancer continued to grow like mold in the shadows, spread by the mouths of those who still doubted his abilities and qualifications.
Therefore, that wretch would have to pay for her motherâs sins for the rest of her life.
Just as he himself had to carry that ominous prophecy like a shadow for the rest of his life.
And yet, he was generous enough to give her an opportunity to bid farewell to her beloved first love.
What greater mercy could there be?
The Emperor gave a twisted smile as he imagined the princess collapsing miserably in despair.
It had already been a month since Lumiere returned to the past.
The maidsâ shallow bond had completely fallen apart after just that one act of turning them against each other.
Now sworn enemies, the three women competed desperately to become the last survivor, offering up not only money but also new dresses and jewelry.
They even informed on one another.
How much money they had embezzled.
What they had said while badmouthing each other.
And so on.
They really are ridiculous.
How could it not be amusing to watch people just as despicable as one another tear each other apart simply to save themselves?
In any case, after spending an entire month tormenting them and relieving her stress, Lumiere felt as though even her skin had begun to glow.
âYour Highness, an envoy from the Grand Duchy has arrived at the city gates!â
At last, the news she had been waiting for arrived.
Perhaps because the Grand Duke had come, or perhaps because the day she would finally leave the Imperial Palace had arrived, her heart began to pound with anticipation.
âIâd better prepare to leave quickly.â
Since she was about to meet her future husband for the first time, she couldnât afford to waste even a single second.
With the help of her maids, Lumiere finished getting ready.
It was worth spending an entire month diligently taking care of myself.
Her white hair, glossy and smooth after being treated with scented oil.
Her pale yet clear and silky skin.
Her beautiful, deep-set eyes and full, red lips.
In the mirror stood a beautiful woman dressed in an elegant gown, with an air of melancholy as though she carried a profound story within her.
Perhaps it was because she had devoted herself to taking care of the body she had neglected for so long.
She hadnât even done anything particularly elaborate, yet she could almost see a trace of her motherâthe dancer who had captured the Emperorâs heart despite her lowly status.
Lumiere turned her gaze away from the mirror and checked her money pouch.
Inside, the gold coins and jewels she had taken from the maids over the past month glittered brightly.
There was quite a substantial amount, as though she had scraped together every last bit of their wealth.
âYour Highness, but whom do you intend to take with you to the NorthâŚ?â
At Maid No. 1âs cautious question, Lumiere shook her head.
âThereâs no need. Even if I took them with me, Iâd be lucky if they werenât more trouble than they were worth.â
At those words, the maidsâ faces brightened.
They shouldnât be so happy.
Would that despicable Emperor really remain calm after seeing her looking perfectly healthy like this?
No.
He would undoubtedly look for someone to take out his anger on.
And the most likely targets would be the maids of Viola Palace who had spent the past month diligently helping the princess regain her health.
âŚWell, whatever happens to them is none of my concern.
She securely hid the rather heavy money pouch inside her clothes before straightening her attire.
How long had she been waiting?
Eventually, No. 1 announced the arrival of an imperial attendant.
âHer Highness the Princess, an attendant sent by His Majesty the Emperor has arrived. His Majesty has ordered you to come to the throne room immediately.â
Without the slightest idea of what awaited her in the near future, Lumiere left the room, leaving behind the maids who were still excited.
At last, the moment to leave had arrived.
To leave this unbearably dreadful Imperial Palace.






